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A bubble of hope

Me and the alluring moon walked together, hand in hand on a lonely path, not knowing where to go, passed by the woods, crossed the brook, stepped on those orange - yellow maple leaves and suddenly  felt a warm touch on my cheeks. On looking back, to my agony noone was there..... The balmy breeze whispered a magical tune, forced my curls to play hide and seek with me. I knew he was with me. I could sense his presence but when I looked up he was nowhere to be seen. He hid behind those tall trees. 

My white flowing gown felt like dancing with his glittering light in that starry night. The night Owl was guarding these two lovebirds. That sweet and melodious flute recital going somewhere deep in the woods was constantly attracting me and whispering something in my ears.....The mystic music etched in my heart and soul and was dragging me deep down into the dells to find my true love. Deep in my soul, I could feel his presence by his calmness and serenity throughout..... Few steps ahead as a solitude reaper, a loner I allowed him to open the once closed window forever with a new ray of hope and sunshine.